Peter Duke Tom Lake Novels & Stories

His overall appearance was a reminder that he wasn't there to make friends, and his size and strength made it clear that he didn't need to. Jake was shorter than Tom but just as menacing in his own way. Standing at 5 feet 10 inches, Jake was stockier, with a thick neck and solid build. His arms were large and bulging, as if he spent most of his time lifting weights. Though not as tall as Tom, Jake's powerful frame made him a threat in his own right.

Dark-voiced Lucian told Ravena, "He ought to have come down with you when you joined us. Ravena waved for Jake to get her more coffee as she shrugged. Lucian was taken aback to see Jake's lips lift a little bit when he filled her coffee mug, despite the fact that he had been acting irritated with her. She was a tiny little creature, but she sure had everyone bending to her will. Ravena remarked, "Poor deputy was bone tired." After giving her the coffee, Jake moved toward the door. "I'll handle it," she said. Ravena gave him a frown. "Be kind to Peter; don't be too harsh. You're working him too hard. Jake, though, suddenly blasted out of the kitchen. Tom came back with the map and waited whil

"What matters is this—what exactly did you and Damon discuss earlier?" He gestured to the seat across from him. "Relax, Tom. Sit." The casual tone did little to calm Tom, who swallowed nervously before seating himself opposite Drake. "It was nothing much," he stammered. "I... I was discussing a potential partnership with Prospectus Technology. Once I gain their trust, I'll find a way to bring them down." "Really?" Drake's sharp eyes locked onto Tom's, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Yes," Tom nodded quickly. "By the way, Mr. Mummery, what brings you back to the country? Something important?"

I said, then turned back to my plate to eat. “That’s right…Lunar Lake is on your property. That’s the watering hole for the wolves. You might want to stay clear of that part of the property.” Sherry bought out more fish and placed it in front of us, but I just stared at the basket. “It’s an all-you-can-eat fish fry,” Tyler said as he took two pieces of fish from the basket and placed them on his plate.

… The Skyarch Palace men retreated from the premises after they confirmed that Tom had left Riverside Villa. Tom tried to reach Lunar Lake by taxi. But none of the taxis dared to stop and pick up a customer wielding a large weapon in his hand. It was a scary sight to see a man holding onto a weapon out in the streets. Luckily, Tom knew of a shortcut toward Lunar Lake. He carried his weapon with him, and he ran all the way to Lunar Lake.

Tom stood, pulling off his gloves, then met Duke’s eyes. “I will say this,” he added quietly. “It’s close to the one from the alley. Same presentation; clean, no visible trauma.” A beat. “Only difference is, no markings this time.” Duke’s jaw tightened. Tom exhaled. “I don’t like it, Duke. I’ve never seen anything like this.” Duke swore under his breath. “Yeah… just my luck.”

Tom swore and left the place after shaking both Sam and Emma. "Tom is one of my business associates in Los Angeles. He texted me last week requesting for two million. " Sam revealed to Emma. "What for? " she inquired. "The man has a terminal diseases and he needs all the money he can get his hands on for an immediate surgery. " Sam replied while pouring more wine into his almost empty glass. "Oh my God that's bad. " Emma commented with a sad expression. "Tom owns one of the vineyards that farms and supplies wine to us in Los Angeles." Sam further explained to Emma while extending to her the bottle of wine. She took it from him.

But finding someone whom he didn’t know, who also didn’t want to be found; heaven forgive him if he thought it would be easy. "You leave at once," Eastland said. "I expect frequent reports on your progress. You have a month." When Thomas bowed and withdrew from the room, the Duke returned to his musing. Lean brown fingers curled around the stem of his brandy snifter as he stared out the rain spattered window. It shouldn’t take long, he thought to himself. If indeed the fellow she’d run off with was, as Levington had said, nothing more than a farm boy, then surely they would run out of funds soon enough. And hunger was the best tool for fishing out anyone.

Thompson wasn't leaving his hand and he wasn't understanding what he should do. "That bitch made my son into a puppet." Uttering that Tom squeezed Drake's wrist in between his palm. Drake sucked his lower lip and bit on it. He was irritated, frustrated and annoyed with the old man. Seeing him treat Lily disrespectfully boiled his blood, but he wasn't in a position to talk rudely to him. After all, Tom was the reason he was fit and fine. "Sir, My team and I will start tonight. Do you to come with us?" He asked, just for the sake of asking. He was already feeling sticky and uncomfortable to have Mr. Cooper beside him for almost a whole day.

"Sire! Your Grace!" called out a young man, chasing after the Old Duke who was about to mount his horse to return to the Duchy. When the Old Duke turned his head, he saw a young man with grey hair. That man was Jake Scolecite, who immediately introduced himself to the Old Duke. "Madam Goldlane has made a deal with me." The Old Duke let the man talk about the deal he made with Harriet and nodded in understanding. "So you want to come with me to the North and arrange things from there?" asked the old man.